| The nines are race of Mitos
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| This is not east or west, already force your head
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| Children of the trees are the protectors
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| The body finds the way via phoenix
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| See the clean path of true light
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| The golden peak that you lost the night
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| Ulgen’s son, darkness hold you for the fight
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| It comes from far, the Nemrud
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| The wind is blowing a sound well known
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| Locked my secrets in an unowned spell
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| Visions of a future journey «appear!»
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| See the clean path of true light
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| The golden peak that you lost the night
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| Erlik’s blood, Yelbegen hold you for the fight
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| …He woke up and came back from the dark world of dreams
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| Told to the grandfather about his dream in the white marquee
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| On the slope of the golden mountain of Ulgen
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| In the silence of the riven drum…
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| Listen my son, this will be your story
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| Mitos is your name
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| From the breed of Ulgen, from the blood of Erlik
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| Both the beginning and the end are clear
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| You came from the sky, and you will go back to the sky…
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| Whilst the world is lying; |
| under water peacefully
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| Whilst there was no vision; |
| to perch upon for Kayra
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| Black throne is in the underground; |
| in the land of Erlik
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| Sound echoes so beautiful; |
| magic play in your mind…
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| «Find the stone in the water!!»
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| «Mitos my son, Find the stone in the water!!!» |